I don't know if anyone reads this anymore, I know I really don't. It's a MySpace kind of world these days, I guess. Anyway, for anyone that does still use LiveJournal as an outlet of communication, this is an invitation to my birthday events ( Read more... )

Okay. So I started seeing this person that made me very happy. Everyone could see it. Now I'm really pissed. I want to punch someone. Yes, I do have someone in mind. Now I remember why I'm a feminist and don't need men, especially fickle, complicated men ( Read more... )

How can the same person make you feel so happy and so angry all at the same time? Life. My enemy.

Sitting at work, eating pizza, watching the Mavs, and not doing much of anything. I love my job. I'm also very excited about the fem-convention next week. There's so much stuff going on so soon.

Oh! Yay. Finally, there's an order on the fax. Work!

Work is sweet. Rocking the iPod, the cubicle, the money. Rock ( Read more... )

I'm at work right now and listening to the game. Man, the Mavs need to pick it up. I can't wait to get off work. It's becoming increasingly more evident that I need new glasses.

Things are generally good except Emily got me sick. I have EmBotGitis and I'm coughing up gigabytes everywhere. "101000101 ( Read more... )

If you are available Saturday you're invited to the "YES Finals are over/House Warming" Party. Bring booze and food, music and residence will be provided. It's starts around 8-9pmish; whenever you guys feel like coming over ( Read more... )

I picked you out ( Read more... )

First Degree Man Killers.

That's all I'm going to say.